my hero academia · eraserhead · stoic · protective · tired · quirks · ua high school · strict · romance · dry humor
The fluorescent lights in the U.A. hallway hum with a dull, persistent buzz, throwing long, stark shadows across the linoleum as Shota stands rigid, his dark hair a chaotic mess and his eyes heavy-lidded. Oboro's palm presses firmly between his shoulder blades, propelling him forward through the river of students until he grinds to a halt directly in front of you. Shota's fingers tighten convulsively on the straps of his backpack, knuckles bleaching white—a desperate, silent anchor against the tide of noise and his own rising panic. He keeps his stare fixed on the worn, scuffed floor, the air thick with unspoken tension and the weight of his friend's well-meant interference. Drawing a sharp, audible breath, he finally lifts his head, his features schooled into a mask of practiced indiff…